"This brat wants to join the army. He is a slave. Is he worthy?"
Jiang Tang walked over and saw a man who looked like a steward, begging Shen Yihuan for mercy. There was a thin, ragged boy tied at his feet.
"I'm doing this for his own good. How many of those on the battlefield are alive? Stay here to save your life."
What the steward said was sincere, but Shen Yihuan didn't care at all.
She looked at the pitiful young slave on the ground with her peripheral vision. From the first time she saw him, she felt a strange feeling in her heart that she had never felt before:
She must save him and let him stay with her!
"Okay, this slave will return to my lady in the future, and my maid will give you money later." Shen Yihuan slightly raised her delicate chin and spoke arrogantly.
The steward was surprised and said: "This, how can this be done..."
"Why not?"
Shen Yihuan's eyebrows stood up: "I am the eldest daughter of the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, am I even worth a mere slave?"
"Of course I do. It's a blessing for this kid to follow you."
The manager in charge was pressed by her identity, so he could only change his words and turned to glare at the young man on the ground: "Did you hear that? Why don't you quickly thank Miss Shen for taking you in?"
Shen Yihuan raised his head proudly, waiting to hear the young man kowtow in thanks.
Who knows——
"I won't go!" The bruised young man gritted his teeth and refused, his eyes flashing with gloom and hatred.
Just a little bit, just a little bit close!
If he hadn't been told off by this woman, he would have left here by now!
"Snapped--"
The next moment, a whip struck him hard.
The manager looked fierce: "It's not your turn to speak here! It's your blessing that the lady likes you. You will know it later!"
Shen Yihuan frowned, but did not say anything to stop him, letting the man in charge teach the young man a lesson.
It wasn't until the boy was beaten that he was rolling all over the floor, then she frowned and said, "Stop, don't beat him to death. Clean him up and bring him over."
After saying that, she turned around and left, not caring at all about the trapped animal-like anger in the young man's eyes and his despair when he heard that she had left him behind.
"If he appears as the savior at this time, wouldn't he be very grateful to me?"
Jiang Tang smiled slightly and finished speaking to the system, then raised his voice and stood up: "Didn't you hear that he said he didn't want to go with you?"
Seeing clearly that it was Jiang Tang, Shen Yihuan's face darkened: "What does it have to do with you? If I hadn't stopped him, he, a runaway slave, would have been beaten to death just now!"
The more she spoke, the more confident she became: "I am his savior! After following me, I can ensure that he is well fed and clothed warmly. Why should he be dissatisfied? Huh, normally I would not like this lady. A slave!"
I don't know why, but seeing Shen Yihuan's aloof look, Jiang Tang felt a little itchy in his hands.
"This is the first time I've seen someone rushing to be someone's lifesaver."
She said something lightly and instantly dispelled Shen Yihuan's pride. Her face turned from white to red, she was so angry!
Jiang Tang ignored her and just walked towards the young man.
The steward looked at her expensive fox fur cloak and said hesitantly, "Who are you?"
Jiang Tang looked at him coldly, then raised the token in his hand with the word "Rong" engraved on it.
"Rong, Rong...it turns out that the people from Prince Rong's palace are too young to recognize Mount Tai. They are disrespectful and disrespectful."
This flattering look is even worse than before.
Shen Yihuan was furious. When he saw Jiang Tang walking by, he said angrily: "What are you doing!"
Jiang Tang still ignored him and squatted beside the tied young man.
The young man's eyes were full of scarlet red, he groaned and hid behind, his face full of alertness.
"Don't move, I'll untie the rope for you."
The boy froze, and she took the opportunity to lower her head to block the view behind her, and lowered her voice and said to him:
"Or do you want to follow her? Go to her house and become a slave in a different place?"
The young man's eyes burst with astonishing light, anger, and hatred, but he didn't struggle anymore.
Jiang Tang curled up the corners of his mouth.
The rope was tied very tightly, and Jiang Tang spent a long time trying to untie it. She was afraid of touching the boy's wound, so she moved even slower.
"Just wait a moment, it'll be over soon."
Hearing her gentle comfort, the young man was stunned for a moment, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the hem of her skirt hanging on the ground.
The same thing is to "save" him.
One stood at the side and accused him arrogantly, or opened his mouth to be his master, but never thought of untying him; the other said nothing, but could ignore his gorgeous robe and lower his body to untie him.
rope.
Unknowingly, the balance in the young man's heart had tilted in one direction.
"finally!"
Jiang Tangjie's head was sweating before he finally untied it.
She smiled subconsciously, and then said to the boy who seemed stunned: "I will help you up, can you stand up?"
The young man was stunned for a moment, shook his head subconsciously, and then nodded again.
He didn't know why, but facing such a gentle voice made him a little shy.
When the woman's jade-white hands were placed on his tattered and dirty clothes, he suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of shame in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to take it back.
But Jiang Tang didn't allow him to take it back: "Don't be afraid."
She thought he was afraid.
After finally helping the man up, Jiang Tang said to the stunned steward beside him: "I want to take him away? Is it okay?"
The manager was confused as to what kind of bad luck this brat had got, to be fought over by two nobles, when he suddenly heard Jiang Tang's words and subconsciously wanted to nod.
The people of King Rong, let alone a slave, just want him!
But before he could open his mouth to flatter him, he was interrupted by a slightly sharp female voice beside him:
"I fell in love with him first, what qualifications do you have to dare to compete with me?"
Shen Yihuan was furious.
Before Jiang Tang could respond, the boy she was supporting showed an angry look.
Jiang Tang comforted the lone wolf-like young man in time, and said to the arrogant young lady with a smile: "Just because I am his sister. I want to take my brother away, is there any problem?"
elder sister?
Including the young man himself, the three people present were stunned.
"Didn't you say that he was an orphan picked up from the battlefield?" Shen Yihuan's anger was directed at the manager.
"He, he is indeed."
The manager was stared at innocently, and subconsciously looked at Jiang Tang.
"What did you say?" Shen Yihuan glared at Jiang Tang.
Jiang Tang smiled slightly: "I just recognized him."
Shen Yihuan was in disbelief: "Are you kidding me?"
"That's not true. If it doesn't work, you can ask him. Right, brother?" Jiang Tang looked at the young man beside him.
The other two people also looked at him.
The young man looked at the gentle Jiang Tang next to him, and then at the delicate and willful young lady opposite him, and murmured, "Sister, sister."
Jiang Tang immediately smiled: "Be good."
Then he looked at Shen Yihuan: "Does the eldest lady have anything else to do now? If not, I will take my brother away."
And her smile was provocative in Shen Yihuan's eyes. Her expression was a bit distorted, and her palms unconsciously grasped the handle of the whip at her waist.
The person in charge was a private person, and he immediately said: "Miss Shen, how about forget it? If you like it, there are other slaves to choose for you. They will definitely be smarter and more obedient than him. I guarantee your satisfaction..."
"Dog slave, get out of here!"
The cute little Jingyu is sour: How many good brothers do you have?
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The collection is growing so slowly, I will try changing the cover in the next two days. In the book review area, everyone remember to check it out, so as not to find the way home...
